Aves, not mammals

                      My wings demand flight because the mathematical derivation doesn't solve my derision that I have acquired in my feet a form of mud stuck in the gap between my toe and finger while I was walking carefree stomping loudly And then I think I … Continue reading Aves, not mammals



A heaviness fills my heart. Heaviness like water in balloon, my heart -- a water balloon. There are people whom I miss, alive but far, alive but lost, alive but in past, alive but they don't know, that a heaviness fills my heart.